The rickety carriage was speeding towards Duke Lu's Mansion. Inside the carriage, the expressions of the two eminent doctors of the Tang Dynasty, who had just been full of resentment, looked a little heavy.
Especially after hearing the news that Cheng Yaojin said that Qin Qiong fainted due to severe pain while having a banquet in his house, the two of them became even more depressed.
After the two Taoist priests exchanged glances, Sun Simiao spoke as the representative.
"Not only Pindao, fellow Taoist Yuan also knows very well that we have all treated General Qin."
"General Qin's illness is really difficult, especially the arrowhead in his heart.
It made the general miserable, and no one knew when a big problem would occur.
But if you want to take it out, this method of opening the chest and disemboweling the abdomen has never been successfully experienced since Nahuatu."
Seeing the appearance of these two famous masters of traditional Chinese medicine in the Tang Dynasty, Cheng Yaojin stroked his beard, struggled for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said.
"Boy, my third child said he has a way to cure Brother Qin's illness."
Hearing this, the two Taoist priests burst into laughter.
Yuan Tiangang said with a serious face. "I told General Cheng, do you believe this? Be careful, you must be careful."
Sun Simiao subconsciously touched the needle bag in his arms.
"When he said this, was there anything strange about nephew Chu Bi? For example, his face was distorted, or his eyes were dull..."
"By the way, General, have you given the soothing and reassuring pills that Pindao left behind for nephew Chu Bi to take on time?"
Cheng Chubi looked at these two noisy outsiders, and his face full of flesh suddenly dropped.
"What do you mean you two? My son has helped you save so many lives, and you still treat him as a lunatic?"
"The words of the great general are wrong. Is this a poor person who doesn't know what is good or bad? It's just that the words of Chu Bi's wise nephew are really too shocking..."
"Yes, Pindao means the same thing. After all, this is not a disease that can be cured with any medicine."
"But my third child is pretty sure he has a way, well...it's just that I, Old Cheng, was confused by what he said.
So when I heard that you two were returning to Chang'an today, I asked someone to stop you here."
"I just want to invite you two to come to the house to have a good chat with my third brother and see how second brother Qin's illness can be cured."
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Hearing that Cheng Yaojin and Sun and Yuan, two Taoist priests, were waiting for him in the front hall, Cheng Chubi was a little unable to recover.
Could it be that there was something wrong with the medicine sent the second time, or that there was something wrong with the treatment process?
Cheng Chubi ignored the three little brats behind him who were trailing behind him, and hurried straight to the front hall worriedly.
Cheng Yaojin strode forward, patted the most handsome cub in the old Cheng family, and dragged the handsome cub to two familiar Taoist priests.
"Didn't you say before that you could cure your Uncle Qin's injury? I specially invited these two masters of Chinese medicine from the Tang Dynasty to give you some advice."
"Dad, did you tell me?" Cheng Chubi looked at the two Taoist priests who had doubtful and scrutinizing expressions, and felt a little complicated in his heart.
I really didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin, a father, would really take notice of his words and even drag these two people over for him.
"What are you doing here in a daze? Why don't you talk to the two masters of traditional Chinese medicine from the Tang Dynasty?"
Cheng Yaojin stroked his thick beard like a steel needle and smiled. That face full of flesh made Cheng Chubi feel extremely at ease.
Cheng Chubi straightened his thoughts and looked towards these two most knowledgeable medical experts in the Tang Dynasty.
Try to express your own theories and ideas in a more implicit and straightforward way.
For example, if surgery is required, the most basic requirement is sufficient surgical instruments and various surgical supplies, such as surgical gowns, gloves, masks, etc.
Bed preparation requires disinfection and skin preparation, and an operating room is required. Even if a sterile operating room is not available in this era, we must try our best to create a qualified operating environment.
Cheng Chubi talked for a long time, and Taoist priests Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao were confused and confused. Their father was not much better either.
Seeing the performance of these three people, Cheng Chubi felt helpless in his heart. Why is it so difficult to communicate?
Cheng Yaojin stroked his beard. The child was indeed talking nonsense. He had never even heard of the things he was talking about.
But looking at the serious look on the third child's face, it is clear that as a father who likes to infuse his kind fatherly love into his fists and feet for physical education.
The third child, who is a bit brain-challenged, must not use that method.
If you can't convince your children with force, you can only caress them with virtue.
Having made up his mind, Cheng Yaojin tried his best to put on an amiable expression and spoke softly, "Third brother, can you make those things you mentioned by yourself?"
This sentence moved Cheng Chubi so much that his eyes turned red. He was indeed his relative and was willing to believe in himself.
In this case, Cheng Chubi was not willing to disappoint Cheng Yaojin. He thought about it and nodded cautiously.
"I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money to prepare all the things needed for the surgery..."
Before Cheng Chubi could finish his words, he heard a childish voice coming from the hall door. "Three brothers are fine. We have money, and we will buy it for you." This is Lao Liu.
"Yes, I have one too." Lao Wu and Lao Si also said in unison.
Cheng Chubi looked at these three younger brothers and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
Normally, I would like to pick up a big stick and beat them until they scream, but now, I just want to give the three of them two gentle slaps on their little heads to show their intimacy.
"You three little bastards, when did you squat there?"
Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly, strode forward, and with his big hand that could lift a cauldron, he scraped the faces of these three naughty children in order.
"Well, brothers fighting tigers, father and son went into battle, you three boys did not disappoint dad."
"Dad knows what you are thinking. What your third brother wants to do is a big thing. It's up to dad to pay for this money. You should save your money first and use it to marry a wife later."
Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao looked at the happy family and kept silent.
When Cheng Yaojin promised these three naughty children, he would personally take them outside the city to practice riding on this holiday.
The three naughty children then rushed out of the front hall, howling like ghosts and wolves in excitement, and ran off to nowhere.
Fortunately, Duke Lu's mansion is heavily guarded, and these three naughty kids can only destroy the house no matter how much they run up and down.
Seeing the backs of the three children walking away, Cheng Yaojin, whose eyes were rarely filled with doting and kindness, turned his head, clapped his hands and said.
"Okay, Third Brother, tell me how much money you need. Dad will give it to you, as long as you can save your Uncle Qin's life."
"I don't know, but I'm afraid it won't be too little. Whether it's equipment or everything else, I will find a way to solve it, but there is only anesthetics that I can't do anything about."
"Anesthetic?" Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao looked puzzled, but they didn't expect it. Cheng Yaojin, who had just sat back, rolled his eyes and hesitated to speak. However, seeing the helplessness on his third son's face, he could only cough and ask in a low voice.
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"The anesthetic you are talking about, Third Brother, is the kind of thing that can be mixed into wine to knock people unconscious, right?"